The English teacher started her full English class. Except for the simple spoken words such as "Please open the book" at the beginning, Ling Wenxiao really didn't understand a word. Ling Wenxiao couldn't help showing his helplessness.
Looking at the book with Lian's expression on her face, and listening to the English teacher's babbling words, Ling Wenxiao couldn't find where she was reading.
Seeing that she had no reaction for a long time, the English teacher finally adjusted to Mandarin and asked Ling Wenxiao with concern: "Am I speaking too fast and you can't keep up?"
Ling Wenxiao waved his hand, "No, teacher, it's my problem. I have no vocabulary foundation, so I can't keep up with your rhythm at all. I didn't understand a word you said."
Ling Wenxiao could clearly see the disbelief on the English teacher's face, so he lied casually: "Oh, because I have been learning a small Arabic language before, and now I have to go abroad, so I have to learn English."
This reason makes sense. The English teacher looked like this:
"Let me tell you, Mr. He's wife looks like she has read poetry and books, so let's do it! Let's learn the basics first. I'll teach you phonetic symbols and grammar first, and then you memorize them every day from the vocabulary book for the postgraduate entrance examination.
50 words, I believe that in a few months, Mrs. He will be able to converse with me fluently in English."
Ling Wenxiao smiled and nodded, wondering what was going on in his mind. Does He Qiyan's wife have to be the same in everything? "Okay, thank you for your hard work, teacher!"
Two hours of English class made Ling Wenxiao's head feel like it was exploding. He was obviously a warrior, but now he suddenly transformed into a scholar.
The English teacher left after assigning the homework. Ling Wenxiao leaned on the sofa and turned on the projector, flipping through and looking at any new movies recently.
At this time, Ling Wenxiao broadcast a news program, which reported the case of Qing Mu Han. Qing Mu Han had been sentenced to six years in prison for kidnapping and was to be executed immediately.
"Evil people will be punished. I hope this Qing Muhan will suffer a lot inside, and the big brothers inside must not be soft on him."
Ling Wenxiao looked at the time and didn't know when He Qiyan would be able to go home. For He Qiyan's care of him for so many days, Ling Wenxiao decided to personally cook a meal for him in the evening to thank him.
Ling Wenxiao hesitated for a long time and decided to call He Qiyan and ask him if he could go home for dinner in the evening. Ling Wenxiao turned off the airplane mode on his phone and looked through the address book. He Qiyan's phone was not there at all.
Number.
Ling Wenxiao checked through his WeChat friends again. Fortunately, WeChat still exists. After clicking on it, he only saw one message, which was from three years ago: "You are already WeChat friends, and you can start chatting now.
"
These two people haven't spoken a word to each other for more than three years. It seems that the original owner really didn't put much thought into work before, and he didn't even know that Boss He wanted to say hello to the new year!
Ling Wenxiao shook his head. These days, girls must seize their own careers. Don't think that love is everything to them.
Have you seen the lesson this time? What does it mean to have two talents? Ling Wenxiao cleared his throat and made a voice call to He Qiyan.
He Qiyan on the other end of the phone raised the corner of his mouth when he saw Ling Wenxiao's phone call, motioning to the people at the dinner party, and pointed at the phone: "I'm sorry, someone at home is urging me to go home."
Everyone at the dinner was stunned: "Oh? Didn't you hear that Mr. He got married? You didn't even have the wedding wine!"
He Qiyan replied with a smile: "I'm still my girlfriend, but I'm also thinking about getting married."
After hearing this, everyone laughed and signaled He Qiyan to answer the phone quickly, and said in a cheering voice: "Mr. He, answer the phone quickly, otherwise my little girlfriend will miss you at home, hahaha..."
He Qiyan answered the phone: "Hey, I'll be back in a moment. Just wait for me at home!"
"Okay, I'll wait for you to go home for dinner." Ling Wenxiao hung up the phone and planned to go out to buy some food to go home. However, when he thought that he didn't have a mask, he was still a little afraid of going out. The verdict of Qingmu Han's case happened to be announced today.
These days, the loyal fans of Mu Han on the Internet must be scolding her a lot. They are afraid that someone will recognize her and throw rotten eggs on her when she goes out.
Ling Wenxiao decided that it would be better to let someone else deliver the food. He raised his head and said to Songsong: "Songsong, I want to buy some vegetables and make dinner for Mr. He. What does he like to eat?"
Songsong replied: "Mr. He loves to eat sweet and sour pork ribs, and Buddha jumps over the wall. I can add all the ingredients you need to the shopping cart and place an order. Are you sure you want to buy these ingredients?"
Ling Wenxiao feels that cooking these two dishes is still a bit difficult:
"No, let's make a dish of sweet and sour pork ribs first, and then buy some eggs. I can make him an egg fried rice, otherwise it will be wasted if he makes too much and can't eat it. By the way, also, buy two passion fruits.
, and a jar of honey.”
"Okay, Master, I have placed an order for you."
Ling Wenxiao started to search the Internet for how to make sweet and sour pork ribs. Ling Wenxiao felt a little worried: "The methods on the Internet are so different, and there are many steps. I hope you don't make them confusing, otherwise it will be too embarrassing."
Already."
Ding ding ding... the doorbell rang.
Ling Wenxiao quickly walked to the door and opened it: "Thank you, it deserves praise for delivering it so quickly."
"Thank you master, it is my honor to serve you. I wish you a happy life."
Ling Wenxiao brought a large bag of things into the house and closed the door: "Why is it so heavy? Songsong, how much did you order?"
"They are all the ingredients needed for sweet and sour pork ribs. The seasonings at our house have all expired."
Ling Wenxiao opened the bag and saw that there were at least five kilograms of pork ribs, as well as various seasonings, including cooking wine, rock sugar, light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, mature vinegar, green onions, and ginger slices. It was so complete that it seemed like they could all be put into the dish.
It shouldn't taste too bad.
Ling Wenxiao followed a random recipe and cooked it. Fortunately, the ribs had already been cut. Ling Wenxiao rinsed the ribs in the sink, then put the ribs in the pot under cold water and turned on the gas to cook, and then added as required.
Boil 2 green onions, five slices of ginger, and 2 tablespoons of cooking wine until it bubbles, then cook for another 2 minutes, turn off the heat, take out, wash, and drain away the water that has just been cooked.
Then prepare the sweet and sour sauce according to the golden ratio: cooking wine, dark soy sauce, light soy sauce, white sugar, and mature vinegar and mix well.
At this time, be sure to wait for the water in the pot to boil dry before pouring in the oil, otherwise you will be burned. After the oil is hot, turn to low heat and stir-fry the rock sugar until it turns maroon red. Add the pork ribs and stir-fry until they are brown.
When the meat was put into the pot, the oil splashed out loudly. Ling Wenxiao was so frightened that he quickly picked up the pot lid to cover his face.
At this time, pour in the sweet and sour sauce you just prepared, stir-fry for a while to color, then pour in half a bowl of water, add 5 slices of ginger, 2 green onions, bring to a boil over high heat, then reduce to low heat and simmer for 20 minutes.
During this time, Ling Wenxiao washed the rice again, steamed it in a rice cooker, scooped out all the pulp of the passion fruit, added honey, let it cool and boiled, and made two cups of delicious juice.
At this time, twenty minutes had passed. Ling Wenxiao turned the gas to high and started to add juice to the sweet and sour pork ribs.
Ling Wenxiao finally finished frying this dish in a thrilling way. Looking at the messy kitchen, Ling Wenxiao felt a little funny.
The rice cooker made a ding sound. Ling Wenxiao took out the rice, took out two eggs, cracked them into a bowl, started to stir and beat them up, poured oil into the pot, heated it, put in the eggs, and added the rice.
Stir-frying as quickly as possible, the frying wrist began to get sore. After adding dark soy sauce, the color of the rice became golden and the grains were clear. Ling Wenxiao felt that it was almost done, so he put it on the plate and served it.
While He Qiyan hasn't come back yet, you should quickly clean up the messy kitchen, otherwise He Qiyan would be too embarrassed to see it.
Ling Wenxiao had just finished cleaning the kitchen, and He Qiyan arrived home. Ling Wenxiao ran out and shouted in surprise: "Mr. He, you are really in a hurry, I just finished it, you will come back
Now, wash your hands and eat quickly, and try my handiwork."
What Ling Wenxiao didn't know was that He Qiyan had already parked the car in the garage. He had been working in the car for a long time, checking Songsong's real-time monitoring on his mobile phone. All Ling Wenxiao's unfamiliarity with cooking was forgotten.
He Qiyan saw it.
After washing his hands, He Qiyan sat down at the dining table, took a sip of honey passion fruit, nodded and praised: "Not bad, it tastes good."
Ling Wenxiao received the praise, and his sad expression instantly turned into one of anticipation: "Yeah, then try the sweet and sour pork ribs I made, is it delicious?"
Ling Wenxiao held his chin in his hand, blinking at He Qiyan with a pair of big eyes. He Qiyan looked at her expectant expression, looked at the slightly blackened ribs, gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and picked up a small piece.
I put it in my mouth, but it was fine. Apart from being a little burnt, it was really good.
"It's delicious. You should try it too."
Ling Wenxiao immediately became proud: "To tell you the truth, this is my first time making sweet and sour pork ribs. How about it? I'm pretty talented!"
Ling Wenxiao also excitedly picked up a piece of spareribs and put it into his mouth: "Well...it's just a little hard, but it tastes just right. You are trying the egg fried rice I made. Look at the color.
How tempting!”
He Qiyan took two bites of egg fried rice and gave a thumbs up: "It's great!"
Ling Wenxiao raised his cup and said to He Qiyan: "Mr. He, thank you for taking care of me and taking me in for so many days. Even though you haven't given up to our company for so many years, the company still doesn't give up on me and continues to train me."
I, I feel like I'm really grateful. If you hadn't come to save me the day Qingmu Han kidnapped me, I might have been... finished.
Today, let me use it instead of wine to toast you. You are a good and kind boss, and I admire you."
After Ling Wenxiao finished drinking, He Qiyan crossed his hands on his chest: "That's right, Xiao Xiaozi, you have a grateful heart. You have a good skin, so you must make good use of it.
I believe you, with your strength, will be able to achieve great results, it is just a matter of timing."
"Thank you Mr. He for your trust, let's get started!"
The two of them started to eat with their heads down. This chapter has been completed!